The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 141

Chapter 141: Pop!

While Ollie and Kyle were having a very awkward stare-down, Luca frantically bit his lower lip in stress.

Even if the contract was still binding, what if Xavier thought poorly of him and would never again avail of his services?

He was his highest-paying customer and a very easy-to-please one at that!

Luca didn’t even get bad feedback when he whacked the benefactor on the head or when he ’borrowed’ Sid for their transportation.

So, what could he do to retain his benefactor?

Xavier could tell that the little chipmunk was in turmoil, and frankly, he was, too. And what’s weirder was why he was that affected.

The mountain giant shook his head in an attempt to clear his crazy thoughts.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

By now, he should know better than to assume they were on the same page. Or maybe they were on the same page of different books.

For some reason, Xavier was really hoping that would be the case this time.

"Luca, what exactly did you do?" The Prince looked calm as he kept on telling himself, but his hands were clammy as he waited for an explanation.

Butler Gary felt like everything had come full circle.

And now they were watching their Young Lord get interrogated by the Lord’s apparent lover.

While they pitied the Lord, who had to undergo such an inquisition, they knew he needed to learn accountability! He just hoped their Young Lord wouldn’t end up in jail for this.

The little chipmunk wasn’t sure how to explain it because he didn’t exactly explain how he dealt with the corruption.

And Xavier made good on his promise not to ask about uncomfortable topics.

While he only used guiding pills for the Marshal, he actually guided Xavier and his father. And even if the methods weren’t the same, he felt that it was the principle that mattered.

So, instead of explaining, the hesitant guide decided to do a show and tell.

Xavier was surprised when Luca gripped the hand he was using to cover his face, and frankly, he couldn’t remember what expression he had when that happened.

All he could remember was the heat that coursed from their connected hands.

What?

Technically, this was Xavier’s first experience of being guided while he was free of contamination. For some reason, it felt like he had just ingested a relaxant or a soothing agent.

But he knew what Luca meant by this demonstration.

This was how he dealt with the corruption in his body.

No wonder the little chipmunk was stuck to him like glue.

Xavier looked at the regretful shorty, who was looking at him with hopeful and apologetic eyes.

Healing.

The little chipmunk meant healing.

While whatever Luca was doing certainly comforted him, learning the truth calmed his nerves.

And if he was right, given how he fainted that one time after something similar happened, then did he mean he was healing the Duke?

It had to be that.

Sigh.

Any more of this, and he’d go insane.

Or worse, any more, and he’d derail this shorty’s life.

"I think we need to talk."

Xavier looked at Luca, who’s eyes widened before looking at everyone.

Everyone already thinks he’s carrying the pot, so he might as well use it for now.

"Your Grace, I need to borrow your son for a while. I think we need to talk."

Duke Leander stiffened at this.

His wife often used this line, which usually led to the discovery of his shenanigans. But since it seemed like his son was in the wrong, then they owed it to the pitiful guy.